The Quilt that covers us

Signs of defeat. The hands and knees on the ground.
The tears roll down. Fist clenched. The need to scream aloud.
Words. So few. The silence. The chaos.
The quilt that covers us.
Scream! she says. SCREAM!
With every decibel. It releases fear. With every decibel. It releases regret.
Have faith she says. It'll come to be. The possibility, lowest as it may be.
A black dot is still a stain on a white cloth.
Be Quite! Reflect. Know. Feel. Understand.
She pushes. She discriminates. She stays. She Believes.
She'll be there.
The quilt that covers us.


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Waving Farewell

Waving Farewell

Sheets are turned over. The air carried a sense of tranquility. Light creeps between the lids.
I stared aimlessly towards nothingness. Nostalgia. Feeling the memories of tomorrow.
I walk the thin planks. Looking over the bright lights. The shivering has been taken over by calmness.
I take a leap of faith. Waving Farewell behind.
It's cold now.
From the same old rain.
My friends from the past are here.
Haven't met them in a while.
No I don't need the warmth.
Can't really feel my fingers no more.
It's ok.
I don't need the warmth.



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